Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

Chapter 1230 You Promised

"Xiaoxiao..."

Fu Yanchen exclaimed in a low voice, and these three words seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, slowly flowing out from Fu Yanchen's thin lips, with unquestionable determination and affection.

He forced her clear but struggling eyes to look at him, and every word was like an icy blade, yet it was also filled with a burning passion that frightened Xu Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao..." Fu Yanchen hesitated and continued,

"If...if you have already made up your mind to stay with me like this and waste your whole life, then fine, I'll grant your wish. Let's continue like this, as long as you are happy."

"Xiaoxiao, even until the end of my life, until I turn into a handful of yellow earth and a pile of bones, I still have a breath of life, and this persistent thought of you will never disappear completely! Because I am Fu Yanchen, as long as I live in this world, I will never allow anyone, no matter what banner or excuse, to try to snatch you away from me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a deep breath and instantly burst out with a powerful force, like a ferocious cheetah. He stretched out his hand with lightning speed and easily held her in his arms.

His steps were unusually steady and powerful, and he strode towards the bedroom with big strides as if there was wind under his feet.

With every step he took, the ground would vibrate slightly, a sound like the beating of a war drum, or like the surging desire in his heart shouting and roaring, as if announcing to the world his unquestionable and irresistible absolute possession of her.

When they finally reached the bedroom, he bent down carefully, and with his gentle movements as if he was protecting a rare treasure, he slowly placed her on the soft and comfortable bed.

The moment she touched the mattress, the originally quiet and peaceful mattress began to tremble slightly, as if it felt the intricate and entangled emotional fluctuations between the two of them.

Xu Xiaoxiao bit her lower lip tightly, as if she was going to bite it through. Trickles of blood oozed out from the corners of her lips, but she was completely unaware.

Her small hands were tightly clutching the snow-white bed sheet beneath her. Because she was holding on too tightly, her fingertips had lost their blood color and turned as pale as paper.

However, even so, she still refused to relax at all, because she knew that this was the only thing she could hold on to at the moment and the last line of defense between her and her impending collapse of sanity.

She,,,, still has a gap in her heart,,,,

She used all her strength to try to keep herself awake even a little bit.

Because she deeply understood that if this last bit of clarity was swallowed up, what would be waiting for her would be...

At this moment, her heart was full of contradictions and helplessness, but at the same time, she was supported by a stubbornness and indomitable spirit.

"Fu Yanchen, do you know?"

She raised her head slightly, staring straight at the man in front of her whom she loved and hated at the same time, and said with trembling lips, "I really hate you the most...you always like to use tough measures to force me to do something. You are simply...a complete bastard! Bastard...a bandit..."

Although she tried her best to shout these words out loud, due to her extreme nervousness and fear, her voice was as soft as the buzzing of a mosquito, almost inaudible.

However, even such a low volume could not conceal the strong emotions contained in it - it was an emotion intertwined with anger, resentment, fear and deep unwillingness, like a volcano about to erupt, which could erupt at any time.

The moment these words reached Fu Yanchen's ears, his body stiffened noticeably, and the confident smile on his face also froze slightly.

But soon, he returned to normal, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up again.

This smile seemed relaxed and casual, but it concealed a hint of playfulness that was hard to fathom, as well as some complex emotions that even he himself couldn't explain.

He gently stretched out his hand, accurately grasped her slender wrist, and with a little force, pulled it to his broad and solid waist, letting Xu Xiaoxiao lean on his arms.

At the same time, his eyes, which had always been as cold as stars, now seemed to be ignited with flames, flashing with some inexplicable light.

The light was both blazing and deep, making one dare not look directly at it, as if it could penetrate one's soul.

"Xiaoxiao, whatever you say, be it a bastard or a hero... I'm willing to do it..."

Fu Yanchen slowly leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, his warm breath spraying on her sensitive earlobe, causing a slight shudder.

"As long as there is even a tiny bit of a place in your heart that belongs to me, that's enough... enough..."

Xu Xiaoxiao's cheeks turned red in an instant, like ripe apples, and the bright crimson color seemed to be dripping with blood.

This blush came not only from the shyness and anger deep in her heart, but also from the tension brought about by the close contact between their bodies.

She could clearly feel the strong heart beating rapidly beneath his solid chest. Every beat hit her atrium like a drumbeat, disrupting her heart's rhythm.

The strong aura emanating from him was like a surging tide, sweeping towards her like an overwhelming force.

The unignorable intention mixed in that breath was like an extremely sharp sword, piercing straight into her heart, making her instantly flustered and at a loss.

At this moment, Fu Yanchen's breathing was as rapid as the waves in a strong wind, constantly hitting the shore.

His Adam's apple kept rolling up and down, and every rise and fall carried an irrepressible desire and impulse.

“Smile…”

Fu Yanchen squeezed these two words out of his throat with difficulty. His voice was low and hoarse, filled with endless desire.

When Xu Xiaoxiao's gaze met Fu Yanchen's fiery eyes, her heart suddenly tightened.

She immediately understood his intention and became so nervous that she stuttered: "Fu...Fu Yanchen...please don't...this won't work...I...we...can't..."

As Xu Xiaoxiao spoke, her eyes flickered like a frightened deer, and she didn't dare to look the man in front of her in the eye.

She tried to avoid the gaze that was enough to melt her, but no matter how she dodged, Fu Yanchen's eyes were always fixed on her face.

However, Fu Yanchen seemed to turn a deaf ear to Xu Xiaoxiao's refusal. His slender fingers slid slowly along her chin like nimble snakes.

The touch from the fingertips was as gentle as a feather brushing against the skin, but the power contained therein was so great that even if Xu Xiaoxiao used all her strength, she could not break free.

Before Xu Xiaoxiao could react, Fu Yanchen exerted a little force on his hands and easily forced her to raise her head.

Her eyes were forced to meet his, and the moment their eyes met, time seemed to freeze.

At this moment, Fu Yanchen's eyes were full of teasing, and that deep gaze was like two lightning bolts shooting straight into Xu Xiaoxiao's heart.

At the same time, there is a kind of unswerving determination flickering in it, as if it will not give up until the goal is achieved.

"Smile..."

He called the name softly, and the voice seemed to come from a deep valley, carrying an irresistible attraction.

The voice had a slightly prolonged ending, like a soft feather, gently brushing against Xu Xiaoxiao's heartstrings, causing her to tremble slightly.

Then he paused for a moment, as if considering what to say next.

Finally, he spoke again: "Tell me clearly, what is it that is not allowed? Is it your heart? Why is it rejecting me? Is my love not enough to warm it and move it? Or is it your body? Is it resisting being close to me? Tell me, which one is telling you that ruthless 'no'?"

His voice is deep and magnetic, like a melodious cello piece.

Every note is like a gurgling spring, refreshing the heart; it is also like a gentle spring breeze, caressing people's faces.

However, this beautiful voice was full of bewitching power at this moment. Every syllable seemed to have turned into a spell, tightly entwined around Xu Xiaoxiao's ears.

Those words kept echoing, attacking her last bit of rationality and psychological defenses over and over again.

They are like surging waves, hitting the rocks on the shore one after another, determined to smash and drown them.

The air is filled with a tense and ambiguous atmosphere. The moonlight outside the window shines through the gauze curtains and sprinkles on this beautiful scene, adding a hazy and mysterious color to this complex emotional entanglement.

Xu Xiaoxiao suddenly lifted up his hand that was covering her lips. The blush on her cheeks deepened a little. Panic and shyness flashed in her eyes. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito:

"Well... there are really no condoms here. It's not good to do this. Besides, taking medicine frequently to avoid accidents is not a good idea. After all, taking too much medicine can have adverse effects on the body. The doctor said that I can't get pregnant again. It's not good for my health."

She lowered her head slightly and spoke a little embarrassedly. Although her voice was not loud, the barely perceptible worry in it was still faintly revealed.

You know, at this moment, in this atmosphere, saying something like this seems a bit abrupt and inappropriate. However, she couldn't completely ignore these potential problems after all. Even though she felt a little embarrassed, she still mustered up the courage to speak out her true thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanchen curled up the corner of his mouth into a playful smile, which contained a hint of teasing and deep meaning.

He leaned close to Xu Xiaoxiao's ear and whispered something shocking in a voice that only she could hear: "Xiaoxiao, this allows me to stay... allows me... It's okay... Nan Yifeng left behind a box of imported ones when he left. Let's... try it."

Xu Xiaoxiao stood there in a daze, her eyes full of disbelief.

Is this Fu Yanchen? The Fu Yanchen who is usually calm and steady, and always seems to keep a distance?

Would he say something so frivolous and provocative?

An indescribable emotion surged in her heart, surprise, confusion, and even... a hint of inexplicable sweetness and panic intertwined.

She looked at the man in front of her suspiciously, trying to find a hint of joking on his face, but Fu Yanchen's expression was extremely serious, with an unquestionable light flashing in his deep eyes.

Could it be that... he was really under a spell? As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Xu Xiaoxiao denied it herself.

Who is Fu Yanchen? How could he be easily influenced by the outside world?

However, no matter how turbulent her heart was, Xu Xiaoxiao still remained reserved and shy on the surface.

She turned her head slightly to avoid Fu Yanchen's burning gaze, and said in a thin voice: "You...what's wrong with you today? It's not like you would say such words."

Fu Yanchen chuckled and reached out to gently scratch the tip of her nose. The action was full of doting and tenderness: "Why? My Xiaoxiao doesn't like me like this? Or do you want me to always be the serious and superior Fu Yanchen?"

Xu Xiaoxiao's cheeks turned even redder. She lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Fu Yanchen's eyes, but an unprecedented warmth surged in her heart.

Perhaps, this is what love looks like. It makes proud people become gentle, silent people become talkative, and makes a cold man like Fu Yanchen say sweet words that he would never say under normal circumstances.

"Smile..."

Fu Yanchen's voice was filled with irrepressible excitement and affection, as if at this moment, all the words had turned into endless tenderness, and he just wanted to hold her tightly in his arms.

The atmosphere in the bedroom became extremely charming. The moonlight outside the window seemed to shyly hide behind the clouds, unwilling to disturb the spring scenery in the room.

There was a blazing fire burning in Fu Yanchen's eyes, which was a deep love and desire for Xu Xiaoxiao. He slowly approached, and every movement was full of caution and cherishment.

Xu Xiaoxiao's heartbeat quickened. She could feel the warmth coming from Fu Yanchen, as well as the power that could not be ignored.

Although she was still struggling and worried in her heart, at this moment, she seemed to be drawn by an inexplicable force and was unable to resist moving closer to him.

The breathing of both of them gradually became heavy and rapid, and the air was filled with an indescribable sweetness and tension.

Fu Yanchen gently embraced Xu Xiaoxiao in his arms. At this moment, their heartbeats seemed to merge into one. All the barriers and misunderstandings disappeared.

In the bedroom, a night of spring is charming, like a blooming flower, gorgeous and short-lived, but enough to be remembered for a lifetime.

During this long yet short night, Fu Yanchen and Xu Xiaoxiao blended with each other, as if they wanted to engrave each other deeply into their bones and become an indispensable part of each other's lives.

The next day,,,,